"I've seen you checking me out." "Oh god." "Honestly, I'm flattered." ♂ This story is about Steven and his journey to 'finding himself'. He doesn't dig the name, either. Together with his best friends, Darren and Leila, he discovers that the world isn't all about Applebee's and turning up early for football practice like he taught himself when he signed up to be friends with Darren. Maybe not everything is as it seems. [ contains swearing, yay. read at your own risk of taking over my habit to say the dangerous f-word after everything. i'll try to keep it to a minimum ] [ cover made by _teenagers ] [ also this is very much mine so i'd appreciate it if it stayed that way thank you all rights reserved scribendo © 2014 ]

Jake Gallagher has always lead a particularly average life outside of the antics of his unconventional family. Average grades, average friends, and the average teenager's aversion to familial embarrassment, until his life takes a turn for the unexpected. Because sitting three rows and catercorner from Jake in his astronomy class is Skylar Glass. The insightful, attractive, interesting, starry-eyed juvenile delinquent, whose existence exceeds average in Jake's opinion. Skylar introduces Jake to the other side of life, gives him a new reason to look at the sky, and leaves a trail of stardust that prevents Jake's existence from ever being average again. Featured; teen fiction #7 (Feb 29, '16) NOTES: This story is gay-friendly. Reader discretion is advised. TRIGGER WARNING: This story contains the use of drugs and alcohol, as well as themes of abuse, prostitution, and an allusion to non-consensual acts of sex. PLEASE GO CHECK OUT THIS AMAZING FAN ART ♡♡♡ https://www.deviantart.com/katesart2004/art/Stardust-765863986?ga_submit_new=10%3A1538124313&ga_type=edit&ga_changes=1&ga_recent=1

"Until you've crawled in the darkest, dirtiest, disturbing corners of my mind, you'll never know how I really feel" Highest ranking: #135 in poetry (06/05/15) ----- Copyright© 2015

"I didn't know you had friends like Isaac," Willa said in greeting. "I don't," muttered Jared. Isaac rolled his eyes. "Yeah, you don't. You have //one// friend like Isaac." His voice turned into this stupid mock whisper and he leaned towards Jared conspiratorially. "It's me, by the way."

In which Beckham Lenox, a battered Quebecois who somehow wound up in New York, aspires to navigate the inner workings of everyone's mind but his own. {under mild construction.}

l a u n d r y : /ˈlɔːndri/ noun / the act of masturbation and/or having sex. [urban dictionary] little snippets of conversation between adrian macintyre: a spoiled boy who doesn't know the difference between detergent and bleach; and ira dewan: a free spirited girl who is a little too obsessed with matching socks to their correct pair. [lowercase intended I complete I short story I campnanowrimo15 fail] ©smokestung

two men on a path heading for nowhere.

Henry's grumpy. Isaac's lonely. And then Isaac rings the cereal helpline Henry works at, and things get a lot more complicated. [short story - #48, 1st october 2014] [teen fiction - #226, 1st october 2014] PLEASE NOTE: this story is currently being converted from all lower case to sentence case. this might take some time.